[The memory of Will is rushing for the phone now as the dog barks at the door. She can feel it - the amplified, distorted recollection of his home, usually a safe haven, now too cavernous, too empty, offering no relief.
Something is at the door. She can hear... something.]
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[The memory of Will is rushing for the phone now as the dog barks at the door. She can feel it - the amplified, distorted recollection of his home, usually a safe haven, now too cavernous, too empty, offering no relief.
Something is at the door. She can hear... something.]
Why was no one here?